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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In her slippery salmon swim And red streaked Crawdads chute Into her eddying pools To stare at her from beneath rocks. Whitewater rapids challenge men To stand against her torrential frame And face her, screaming out in pain Torturous centuries of ecstatic rain To be her solitary stone To stand against her all alone A true man to soften her cold soul. And who’ll be her Reigning Lord Echo her insanity To lover her shade and slippery slopes Crevices’ waiting, sharp inclines. Once a current in the sea So filled with green and mystery To her a man did rarely come Then, pulled up by curious shapes Like lambs, in white puffs she flew And traced her shadow cross the land Till the puffs released her soul In little flakes, gentle and slow For a time entombed in frozen snow. There men saw her as a sprite Reflected in her cage of white Men chased her form of watery light In dreams that came hard in the night Her body lucid, long and lean A cold corpse, frozen to the earth Blue hair, bent arm, frozen knee The sun took pity, broke the back Of the ice block and set her free So through high mountains, cliffs And rocks she trickled In a gathering streams, in rivulets Of tears, mouths open Her bosomed skin slipped as ice Pain built up the rage within And sorrow brought it to the light. Green – the color of fast and deep White – the foam that came in waves Along the long and joyous vein She spreads her long body Knee bent, her heavy breasts pinned Blasted, rippled by the wind She’s touched only by old earth’s hand Its gravity like a naked man Basking in her pools Her faces and belly ghosting him, a mirror. Watch her through the thickening trees Her body sliding toward the sea A torturous rape, a rapid ride For all who’ve hung upon her side Hearts pound, as she shrieks and sighs With each down stroke a demon dies Within the man who’s bourn the pain Endured her crushing fingers round Who’s felt the pound of her breasts soft Been beaten by her to the blood And awaits for centuries her cold flood.
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